5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

This kind of mental disorder, like a disease, seems to come and go quickly.

I felt like I was on the bumpy car back to Gaozhuan in a daze. Because of the traffic jam, I had to stop from time to time. I drank a lot of water, and my stomach was shaking because of the bump. In addition, I was in an empty stomach state. This dizziness is getting worse.Before arriving at the college, I felt motion sickness.

"...Senior Yidizhi, can you drive a little slower?"

"But it's already very slow..." Yidizhi asked me, "Is it motion sickness?"

I covered my mouth with one hand and my heart with the other, and gave a difficult "hmm".

How can there be any time to relive the psychological trauma at this moment, just suppressing the nausea of ​​motion sickness is already exhausted.

Gojo Satoru next to me generously said to me: "Then just sleep on my lap for the rest of the day~"

"...Ah." I made a weak voice that was almost retching, and said, "You said this...don't go back on your word later."

"It's just a knee pillow, or are you shy?" Gojo Satoru patted his thigh, and even smoothed the folds of his trousers on his thigh, looking very welcome for me to lean on.

"Then... it's better to be respectful than obedient." I suppressed my nausea, adjusted my posture a little, and put my pillow on it.

Well, as expected, it was hard and tough.I adjusted my posture, and stretched my arms over my eyes.

"Mr. Gojo... I'm speaking first."

"what?"

I felt my hair being pulled twice, and guessed that he was playing with my hair.

"...If I vomit, you mustn't be angry."

Gojo Satoru was also stunned for two seconds, and the hand that was playing with his hair stopped.The interest I had just now seemed to have disappeared under my "threat", leaving only an uncertain sentence: "...No way?"

"……I do not know."

Gojo Satoru immediately said to Yidizhi, "Drive more slowly."

Yidizhi: "...Okay."

……

……

Finally, I returned to the high school without any danger. I never thought that today would be so full of disasters, as if I had awakened the disaster physique of some anime protagonist.Because the feeling of nausea has not disappeared, I had to take small mouthfuls of breath, as if I were a patient with dyspnea.

"It's been a long time since I didn't have a prosthetic limb, and I haven't seen this weight for a long time," Wujo Satoru said.

I know he meant that after we separated, every time I was carried or hugged by him, I was outside, with the weight of the prosthesis attached.

I stretched out my hand and tugged at the front of his clothes, and retorted stubbornly: "That's... a psychological effect."

"Really?" His chest rose and fell, as if he was laughing.

The sound of leather shoes hitting the ground is very regular, so regular that it makes me feel hypnotized.

My hand holding his clothes began to lose strength, and I let go of my fingers.

Gojo Satoru: "—I'm going up the stairs."

The tone was too hearty, and those who didn't know it thought it was saying "the roller coaster is about to start".

However, in the next second, when he stepped on the steps, the feeling of ups and downs was immediately fed back. It was clearly just a slight bump, and I felt a little more nauseated.Every time he took a step, I felt dizzy. I subconsciously squeezed my fingers again, and then buried my head in the clothes on his chest.

"Today is extra clingy." Gojo Satoru said, but stopped again, he seemed to have thought of something, and asked me: "...Are you going to throw up?"

"I...won't for now..." I said, pushing harder into his arms, "because...when I think of your shirt, which is more than 20 yen excluding tax...I can... hold back for a while. Don’t vomit... so you... hurry upstairs..."

"You care more about shirts than me?" Gojo Satoru complained, and then started walking up the stairs again, but this time the speed was obviously faster.

I struggled to speak, trying to make him slow down: "Wait..."

too fast!

"I won't wait." Gojo Gori said confidently, "It's better to go back to the room as quickly as possible and let you vomit."

I felt like I was tied to a comet. After opening and closing my eyes a few times, I came to the door of the room.

He looked down at me and asked, "Where's the key?"

Me: "..." I was dumbfounded.

The keys are in my coat, but the coat is gone.

So this is a wasted trip?

My silence is the best answer to Gojo Satoru. The next moment I felt my center of gravity sway again. I subconsciously stretched out my hand to hug his neck. The man also bent down very cooperatively. I felt the support on my back My hand let go, and I couldn't help hugging it even tighter because I was afraid of falling.

He knocked on the door with the hand that let go of me. I turned my head and realized that he was knocking on the door next to me.

"Is anyone here—" Gojo Satoru let go of his voice and called out to Maki's door.

With the sound of knocking on the door, there was soon a rush of footsteps, a gust of wind, and the door creaked open, accompanied by the inexplicable voice of the girl with glasses: "Why are you in the girl's dormitory—" But Maki was seeing clearly After the scene in front of him, the voice changed, "Are you injured? No, come in first..."

Gojo Wujo said generously, "Borrow the toilet, this guy is going to vomit."

Maki: "?!"

Before she could react, I was carried in by Gojo Satoru.

...I'm sorry, Maki.

……

……

I took the paper towel that Maki handed me, and wiped off the drops of water left after splashing cold water on my face just now.

Gojo Satoru moved a chair over for me to sit down, then poured me a glass of plain water from a paper cup he got from somewhere, I took a couple of sips to moisten my lips, but didn't drink it.

"...Although there are many things I want to ask." The girl with glasses raised her eyebrows, her eyes circled around the two of us, and finally blurted out: "Do you feel better?"

"Much more comfortable, thank you." I said bravely.

Obviously, I don't look very good.

Not only was a pair of trouser legs empty, but someone else's coat was also worn on it.

Anyone looking at it will find it very strange.

"...Did you eat your stomach?" After she asked, she turned to Gojo Satoru next to her with distrustful eyes: "Could it be that this blindfolded idiot gave you something strange..."

Gojo Satoru immediately retorted: "If I wanted to do this kind of thing, I would have done it long ago."

I also thought to myself: Wouldn't most people retort at this time, "I don't know how to do this kind of thing"?

But this answer, which is quite Gojo Satoru's personal style, seems to have convinced Maki, so she changed her words: "Then why is it like this?"

"Hmm...it's too troublesome to explain." Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and pondered for two seconds, then said cheerfully, "Let's treat it as an adult's secret."

Maki, who deeply felt unreliable, turned her head to look at me, her eyes seemed to ask "Really?"

I thought about it for a while and couldn't explain it clearly. It would take too much effort to explain, and I don't have the energy to spare now.

What's more, I don't know if I can just say the details behind it so carelessly, so I also echoed Gojo Satoru's words, and replied falteringly: "...that's it."

As soon as the words were blurted, Maki's expression became more and more exciting.

"is that so……"

Gojo Satoru put on a look of great responsibility, nodded vigorously, and let out a sonorous "hmm".

"That's right ~ adults always have a lot of secrets."

For some reason, the atmosphere became incomprehensible to me, and I frowned.However, the body has not fully recovered, and there is still a feeling of chaos.

I had to say the exit line.

"...Thank you very much, Maki-san. Then we will leave first."

Maki: "...Okay."

In the awkward atmosphere, I pretended to be calm and let Gojo Satoru hug me.

He said "goodbye~" lightly, and then we went back to my closed room door.

Start to stare.

In the end, I was still the first to speak, and I raised my head slightly to look at Gojo Satoru. This time he supported me with a slightly lower arc, and I could only see the scenery from his protruding Adam's apple to his chin.

I asked, "Is there no spare key in the dormitory?"

"Generally speaking, there are, but this one is not." Gojo Satoru said without hesitation: "It seems that the former students have lost sight of it, and since then this dormitory has not been lived in, so there is no one at all. It was found that a key was missing."

Hearing this, I closed my eyes in pain.

Because I tragically found that I had nowhere to go.

I used to be afraid that I would lose the key of my house because I went out often, so I put the key of my house in the dormitory. Now I can’t open the door of the dormitory, so I can’t get the key of my house. Even if I want to go home, I can go back now. no more.

Seeing that I was silent for a long time, Gojo Satoru's tentative voice came from above my head——

"Could it be that you don't have the key..."

"... locked in the dormitory."

"That's really troublesome."

It's troublesome, but I always feel that his voice is a little gloating.

No... I suddenly remembered that there was another way.

Holding my last hope, I asked, "Isn't the spare key of my house in your place?"

"No, it's not on me. Hey, what kind of look is this... I'm telling the truth!" Gojo Satoru rarely showed a bit of embarrassment, "The last time I was at your house, I left the key on the bedside table and didn't take it away. "

Ah... he meant the last time I caught a prisoner, I asked him to hide in my house first.

I half-believingly said "Oh...", this series of unlucky logical chains made me sigh.

"It seems that today I can only live outside."

Gojo Satoru soberly made up the knife above my head: "Oh? Your wallet and ID are also in the coat, right?"

I:"……"

Suddenly all thoughts were lost.

I closed my eyes tightly, and I almost wanted to say goodbye to this beautiful world.

"I lost my wallet and keys, and my prosthetics..."

"Ah... about the prosthetic limb..." Gojo Gojo seemed to remember something, and said, "It's in the trunk of Yizhizhi's car."

"Really? That would be wonderful."

"Yeah, I got it back intact."

Me: "...then why didn't you let me wear it just now?"

Gojo Satoru: "Of course it's because Shuri looked uncomfortable just now, I want you to rest first."

Under my gaze, he said frankly: "And I also want to make Zhongli rely on me more."

... At this time, this person said such frank words, but I couldn't find the right words to answer.

Gojo Satoru didn't care about my silence at all, he proposed to me with great interest——

"Compared to this, leave the accommodation tonight to me."